There is indeed such an organization in the world. They secretly recruit people who are dissatisfied with the government and the court, and then operate secretly among the people under the guise of robbing the rich to help the poor, killing corrupt officials, and saving the people from dire straits.
Because their activities were relatively low-key, they did not attract the attention of the imperial court, which did not previously know about the existence of such an organization.
Even in the dark night, if it hadn't been for this incident, the existence of such an organization would not have been noticed.
However, as for when the Qinglian Sect was established, who is in charge of the sect, and who are the important figures, An Ye has not yet found out.
With Wu Jiu, the best doctor in the world, after nearly half a month of treatment, the wound on the knife was almost healed when he arrived in the capital.
Moreover, Wu Jiu assured Yun Jingchu that there would be no sequelae.
Outside the capital, Mr. Xiahou and Xuanyuan Lin led all the civil and military officials to greet him at the city gate.
When they saw the sword coming down from Luan Jia, everyone immediately shouted long live the sword.
Dao personally helped up Mr. Xiahou in front of him, and then let everyone level up.
"Your Majesty, are you okay?" Mr. Xiahou and Xuanyuan Lin asked almost in unison.
At the same time, Mr. Xiahou eagerly looked at Dao's whole body.
"Grandpa, second brother, I'm fine." Dao said with a smile, then raised his head and said loudly to the officials behind him, "During this period, I have made you all worried. Now that I have returned safely, don't worry anymore.
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"God bless my emperor. My emperor is blessed with great blessings. Long live, long live, long live." Everyone knelt down and worshiped again.
After letting everyone level up again, Dao said no more and loudly ordered: "Let's go into the city."
Before entering the palace, Dao asked all the officials to disperse, those who were going home, and those who were doing business. However, the old man Xiahou insisted on following him into the palace.
Dao knew that his grandfather would not feel at ease unless he made sure that he was fine with his own eyes, so he agreed.
Aogan Palace.
After asking everyone to retreat, Dao looked at his grandfather and said, "Grandpa, just tell me if you have anything."
"Your Majesty, are you really okay?" Mr. Xiahou looked at the knife with concern.
"Of course it's okay. Even if something happens, with Mr. Wu here, there's nothing to worry about." As he said that, Wu Jiu kicked his legs and made a few movements to reassure Mr. Xiahou.
Mr. Xiahou finally felt relieved when he saw that the action of the knife was quite flexible.
"Your Majesty, have you found out who wants to harm Your Majesty?" Then, Mr. Xiahou's eyes narrowed and he said seriously.
"According to the account of the captured assassin, it is the Green Lotus Sect. I am investigating the specific truth." Dao replied.
"Qinglian Sect?" Mr. Xiahou frowned, "This is the first time I have heard this name."
"This is the first time I've heard of it. Don't worry, grandpa, I will dig them out." Dao comforted his grandpa.
Mr. Xiahou nodded slowly and looked at Tao but hesitated to speak.
"Grandpa, just tell me if you have anything to say." Dao Wen said.
"Your Majesty, although you may not necessarily agree, I still have to say. A country is easy to change, a nature is hard to change, and you must be on guard against others. During this time, your Majesty, it is better for people to look at the virtuous king." Mr. Xiahou said.
He said with a serious face.
From the very beginning when Dao wanted Xuanyuan Lin to regain his identity, Mr. Xiahou was not in favor. He always felt that Xuanyuan Lin could not really change his ways and no longer coveted the throne. However, Dao insisted and Mr. Xiahou had no choice but to give in.